Office Relationship Novels & Stories

I must go check out the timetable for confirmation. "I should make it clear to you all. Mr O'Briens and I having nothing together, we only have employee and employer relationship.. nothing more!" I growled at them. They nodded, with a smirked.. I rushed off to check out the timetable. * * Thanatos pov "Good morning, Mr O'Briens!" All the staffs greeted me as I walked in, I simply nod in acknowledgement.. then headed straight to my office. Elvis met me halfway with a file.

From the initial days of hostility to the gradual development of a professional camaraderie, our relationship had evolved in ways I never expected. ***** I sat at Alexander's desk, engrossed in the task of organizing the files scattered before me. The office was suffused with an atmosphere of tension, a constant reminder of the fractured relationship between Alexander and me. I knew he despised me, and I had come to accept that our interactions would always be laced with animosity. But as I diligently worked, the sound of Alexander's voice on the phone caught my attention.

"Nah it's just sad to know I would have absolutely no say in the matter but other than that I'm perfectly fine." Andrea continued reading through the contract but then something caught her eyes. "Party B should be willing to undertake tasks that are not work-related." "Sex!" Tracy exclaimed with a straight face clapping her hands together. "What? Shut up!" Andrea yelled out, confused as to why she was growing a bit warm. "What else do you think? Have you seen any of his personal assistants? Maybe you haven't but I did, none of them looked like all they had was an employer and employee relationship."

Duncan followed, taking a seat across from me. “I get that we are supposed to develop a relationship, but does it really matter if you are my friend or not? We should have a close relationship because it improves our ability to work together. It makes it easier to pick up on your feelings and I know sooner about concerns. Does that mean that I am your friend?” Duncan’s tone was flat and he took a swig of his water. I could sense that he was avoiding something.

He placed a folder before every director. "These are client retention reports." Adrian opened his copy. Several familiar company names appeared. Hamilton Logistics. Nordic Systems. Ardent Medical. Zenith Robotics. Each report contained handwritten comments collected by account managers. One sentence repeated again and again. "We miss working with Evelyn." Another. "Please pass along our regards if you remain in contact." Another. "She always understood our concerns before we explained them." Adrian slowly closed the folder. The realization was becoming impossible to escape. She hadn't merely managed relationships.

“That’s not the same thing.” “No.” I met her eyes. “But it’s a much better explanation than the one where I somehow decided to sabotage the company that employs me, expose myself to a criminal investigation, and then conveniently arrange for the evidence to point to someone in Singapore.” Marcus shifted beside me. Patricia looked down at her notes again. “Let’s discuss your relationship with Mr. Cole.” There it was. “My employment with Mr. Cole is professional.” “You’ve been given an emergency contact designation.” “Yes.” “Full file access.”

I kept my voice conversational. "You've been seen together. Not through intermediaries in person, repeatedly, in places that aren't either of your offices. Which means the relationship is something other than a supply arrangement." I tilted my head slightly. "I'm interested in that relationship. What it is. What it's building toward. The details that don't exist in any documentation." "Why?" "That's my business," I said. "Not yours." He looked at me for a long moment. Something had shifted in his posture a degree of attention that hadn't been there at the ballroom, where I'd been one interesting person among many.

"I don't think so, sir. That's the extent of our relationship. Honestly, I kind of feel sorry for him, he's doing a terrible job, even though he has the skills, and he should be working for a good company, like ours." Bobby moved his chair left and right while smiling at Grace. "The guy who takes me home from work, helps me with personal problems, expects recommendations, and then already knows each other well. Don't you two have a special relationship?" Grace shook her head, then dismissed her boss's words, "Seriously, we don't have any special relationship, sir." Later that evening while relaxing at home, Bobby squealed for Stefan, telling him to sit on one of the expensive sofas in the li

“We don’t to related our personal lives to work.You’ve been the best financial manager I’ve ever had and it has nothing to do with Declan.” “But He is constantly misunderstanding our relationship as boss and employee…He has always been like that and I don’t want any trouble for you.”

**Left for Dead** My relationship with my Boss developed when I was very young. It has become a deeply intertwined partnership fortified over the years by numerous shared experiences and secrets, highlighting the exceptional camaraderie we’ve built through time and trust. Over our years together, we have navigated challenges and celebrated triumphs, creating a unique connection that stands apart from typical employer- employee dynamics.